BK turned two in January. Things rocked along just fine until about a month ago...then she began to change. It was like she grew up right before my eyes. She has always been a "little big girl"...acting grown way before she should have. But this newest transformation is different, it's like she has gone to a new level.
On the positive side:
She is even more of a delight...she makes jokes and laughs at ours...she helps with simple chores...she is learning to "go potty"...she is more outgoing with other people...she makes up and sings her own songs...and her level of learning (already pretty high) has been kicked up a notch.
On the negative side:
Oh my gosh...can we say DRAMA PRINCESS! Anything that doesn't go her way sets into motion a series of events that I cringe just thinking about. There are shrieks of protest, throwing anything that is in her hands at the time, and then falling to the floor dramatically, accompanied by more loud crying. It doesn't matter where we are or who we are with, it is going to happen eventually.
Welcome to the world of two-year-olds. They are on top of the world one minute and screaming about something...anything...everything...the next.
We talk. We try to find out what is wrong. We tell her that is not acceptable behavior. We put her in time out. We swat her backside (yes we do). It takes time, commitment, and most of all energy to train children, but train them we must. What might be semi-cute at two (believe it or not, sometimes I'm tempted to laugh at her when she flings herself to the floor), is definitely not cute at five.
Do I wish that she had not gone to this new level? Not for a minute. The positive far outweighs the negative. Terrible or terrific? Depends on which minute of a particular day you ask the question. But I'll take the good with the bad and I'm determined to enjoy each day, because tomorrow is a new day, with a new level, and it will have enough challenges of it's own.